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Attentive Resistance

ENGL210 Introduction to Creative Writing

Those words a tattoo against my soul
They echo like knives
The past cuts deeper than shards of glass
I stare down into the sea of my dark thoughts
The darkness my only sanctuary
I flee from the hunting, unaffectionate sunlight

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